Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Move, artist - The Lox. Album song Living Off Xperience, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: D-Block
Song language: English
Move |
| All this drip, all this money, all these jewels on my niggas, got these bitches |
| like ooh |
| Watch what you say when we kick it, 'cause the shooter looking at you like food |
| You been on the 'Gram or Twitter, on some bitch shit, talking about your boo |
| (Ah) |
| But we don’t give a fuck, my nigga, coming though fuck boys better move |
| You looking at a winner, probably go to hell, got a black Jessica Biel |
| You looking at a sinner |
| Kiss’ll get the bank, Louchie get the women, and I’m lightin' up the dank |
| While I’m looking for the link |
| If he talking about white, or a LLC or LP |
| Ignorant nigga, yeah, it’s nothing to tell me |
| Looking classy, rocking Bally’s while pushing the Shelby |
| Got the jackboy elegance, masses LV |
| You know when I get on a song, I enhance it (Uh) |
| Monopoly with real money, I’ma chance it |
| Might lease the Lambo truck or finance it |
| Scared to death your whole life, you die frantic (Scared) |
| Plus I’m way smarted than niggas, that’s my advantage (Yeah) |
| Hudson in the crack spot, was my Atlantis |
| Young boys taking them penitentiary chances |
| We was gon' make it, no matter what the advance is (Aye yo, aye) |
| He don’t want it, and she don’t want it |
| I was thinking 'bout them days when I was drinkin' and bluntin' |
| Run around with fake niggas, I’m gone keep it a hunnid |
| I told that bitch she could drown on |
| If I ever go broke, I got two niggas to count on |
| Put the L-O-X sound on, that silk and that gown on |
| I’m as old as Calgo |
| The guns’ll pop off |
| Kidnap, long as you got that money to drop off |
| I’m good, D-BLOCK |
| All this drip, all this money, all these jewels on my niggas, got these bitches |
| like ooh |
| Watch what you say when we kick it, 'cause the shooter looking at you like food |
| You been on the 'Gram or Twitter, on some bitch shit, talking about your boo |
| (Ah) |
| But we don’t give a fuck, my nigga, coming though fuck boys better move |
| Shout out my niggas that own the spot (What up?) |
| I could make niggas do dumb shit like Mona Scott |
| Need narco money, Pablo and Gilberto |
| Quarter pound of purp with my nigga I get you shot (Facts) |
| Speak on the top 5, three of us in the slot (LOX) |
| Name the other two and I bet you I get them pop |
| Tell Louchie, Kiss to spill 'em, I bet you I get them mopped (Bet you) |
| Pass me the blade and bet you I get them chopped |
| It’s like this yo |
| You know the Style, Sheek and Kiss flow (L-O-X) |
| Is unparalleled, to anything on mick show |
| Sorta like hardcore rap mixed with disco |
| Strains from LA and San Francisco |
| I’ma smoke most of it, maybe I let a zip go (Maybe) |
| 'Round a bunch young wild niggas that let the clips go (Grrt) |
| You can guarantee that the shooters a never miss though |
| It’s either the cheba or goheba of Monte Cristo |
| Too much crime, too much time on your hands to explain |
| Too many menace to society niggas thinking they Kane |
| Too many new generation rappers thinking they Wayne |
| Like you came up with your own style, that shit is insane |
| But oh no, oh no, I’m like, oh, he didn’t |
| Grams on the block when Nas made it was written |
| Kumbaya, that’s musafa the other black president |
| Don Don, Barack Allah |
| All this drip, all this money, all these jewels on my niggas, got these bitches |
| like ooh |
| Watch what you say when we kick it, 'cause the shooter looking at you like food |
| You been on the 'Gram or Twitter, on some bitch shit, talking about your boo |
| (Ah) |
| But we don’t give a fuck, my nigga, coming though fuck boys better move |